Femicia lives with her loving family. She's about to turn five—the age at which everyone receives a magical skill. No one knows what skill they will receive. That is left to the will of the gods. Femicia wants to be a tamer and work with monsters, but...
No, it'll be here before we know it.
لا، سرعان ما سيحين ذلك اليوم
Nein, die Zeit vergeht wie im Flug.
No creas. El tiempo vuela.
No creas. El tiempo vuela.
Non, ça va vite arriver.
Guarda che i bambini crescono in un baleno!
Que nada, o tempo voa.
Нет-нет, мы и моргнуть не успеем.